C4 (2/2)

She couldn't just sit there and wait for death. She had to crawl and leave.

The sound of water stopped, the door opened with a clear sound, and then a shadow appeared above Mo Xiaoxiao's head.

When she raised her head, a tall man's figure flashed across her line of sight. Mo Xiaoxiao lifted her gaze from the bottom of the bathrobe and saw the man in front of her.

The man's cold breath was mixed with the bath fragrance.

He clenched his hands into fists. He couldn't muster up any strength, but he could feel that he was getting clearer and clearer.

After the sound of several cups clinking together, a strong aroma of coffee filled the room.

Other than Xuan Peng, who she loved, she would not allow any other man to touch his. They had agreed that they would give each other the best start on their wedding night.

As he sipped on his coffee, Xiao Meng Han knew that Mo Xiaoxiao had not left yet. She reached out her hand to comb through her dripping hair, revealing her sexy chest under her half-open bathrobe.

Xiao Menghan didn't like being alone with women, the feminine air in the room made him tighten his eyebrows, he never understood the principle of caring for women, he never wanted to get involved with a woman in his life: ”The door is there.”

The underlying meaning was obvious. He did not want to save her, and it was already magnanimous of him not to pursue the matter of blackmailing her earlier. She was the first and would definitely be the last woman who dared to threaten him with a razor.

He wanted to leave too, but he couldn't. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw something lying on the ground. He took out the blade inside and slashed at his left arm.

The blade fell onto the ground and a bright red liquid flowed down his arm. The heat in his body seemed to have found an outlet and left slowly.